The world of the Void God Realm, like the end of the Nine Heavens, has no sunrise or bright moon. The sky is ink green, and the mountains, rivers, vegetation, buildings, and creatures on the ground, in shades both deep and shallow, reflect in this color, sketching a unique graffiti-like picture.

When a member of the Human Clan intrudes here, they’re immediately met with countless gazes—surprised, curious, astonished...

Human Clan?

The Alien Races remember that although the passage between the Nine Heavens and the Void God Realm isn’t closed and remains open...the border region between the two realms is vast and mysterious, filled with strange and indescribable phenomena.

Without great willpower, courage, and determination, most get lost in the border area and cannot enter the Void God Realm.

Yet, the member of the Human Clan before them seems very young, about twenty, wearing a light blue long dress, with silky black hair draped over her shoulders. Her cheeks are beautiful, her eyes full of spirit, and her smile even more vivid.

Doesn’t quite match "determined" at all!

The newcomer is Yue Wuxia.

On her back is a gray-brown sword embryo.

It’s still a sword embryo because she hasn’t truly forged it, nor does she bother to.

The main reason is her technique is lacking, and she doesn’t want to ask the White Emperor for help, so she hurriedly carries the sword embryo on her journey.

Filled with anticipation when she arrived, once in the Void God Realm, she was like a wild horse released, completely letting herself go.

Everything here is so novel to Yue Wuxia: "Wow, what a bizarre Alien Race!"

She saw a creature with the lower body of a human but the upper body of a beast, with two heads, its whole body wrapped in animal skins, making it look tacky.

The Alien Race showed displeasure, intending to curse a few times, but seeing the sword embryo on Yue Wuxia’s back, decided against it.

Fuck!

Human Sword Cultivator.

He’s never been to the Human Clan but has heard of the might and prowess of the Human Sword Cultivators.

This type of cultivator is the most troublesome; sword cultivators usually have bad tempers, drawing their swords at the slightest provocation, often loving to chop heads.

For example, a single sword slicing the throat.

Yes!

That’s what they love doing most as proof of their strong Sword Dao.

The Alien Race hurried away.

"Wow... you’re so ugly." Yue Wuxia saw another Alien Race, face swollen, hair sparse, features twisted to the point of being unbearable to look at.

The lower body was low, with seven or eight legs.

The Alien Race glared angrily: "Human Clan, you’re ugly. Your whole family is ugly."

Hehe!

Yue Wuxia blinked, grinning playfully: "I heard there are Hybrids in the Void God Realm? Is it true? Where are they? Come out and let me see."

Hybrids.

These are the descendants of members of the Human Clan passing through, unable to move forward, or encountering someone they like here, thus staying.

Their descendants are called Hybrids.

This term covers many combinations: Human and Divine Clans, Human and Demon Races, Human and Alien Races, and Divine and Alien Races, Demon and Alien Races, etc.

In short, offspring from different race combinations are Hybrids.

They look unique and strange, each different from the other.

Some can cultivate, while many cannot; the combination’s advantages and disadvantages are clear.

A passing Hybrid stumbled, cursed as they got up: "Unlucky, unlucky!"

The Alien Race called "ugly" snorted coldly, not responding to Yue Wuxia, stomping away.

Of course, there are normal-looking Hybrids too.

Children born after combining with the Human Clan, appearing more human, fall within normal ranges.

At this moment, a passing normal Hybrid, about thirty, resembling the Human Clan, somewhat fat, short, also draped in animal skins, wearing straw sandals, seemed indifferent to fashion.

The fat man laughed with a hint of sleaziness, teeth yellowed, eyes glinting with ill intentions, and fixed on Yue Wuxia.

He is a normal Hybrid, aware of the Human Clan’s definitions of beauty and ugliness.

To him, Yue Wuxia is undoubtedly a fairy from the heavens, too ethereal, with a long dress, long hair down to her waist, every smile captivating all beings.

Completely out of place in this ugly world, like a flawless Qinglian suddenly landing in the mud.

Perfect!

Heaven has such a fairy.

The fat man chuckled more obscenely, licking his lips as he approached: "Excuse me, Fairy, are you from the mortal realm?"

"Oh? A normal one came..." Had it been on the Nine Heavens, she wouldn’t have acknowledged this person, but arriving in the Void God Realm, surrounded by grotesque and unsightly figures, seeing a normal fat man made her willing to exchange a few words.

She nodded immediately: "What is it?"

"I’m Han Sanqian." The fat man introduced himself: "My father was a Human Clan cultivator who passed through the Void God Realm many years ago, resulting in my birth."

"..."

That normal of a Hybrid?

Yue Wuxia examined him with bright eyes, wanting to find any differences beyond being short, fat, and ugly; other features exactly like those of the Human Clan.

"Your mother is?" she asked.

"Alien Race."

"Ugly?"

Fuck...

Han Sanqian’s smile stiffened.

From the Human Clan’s aesthetic, all Alien Races are ugly, with bizarre shapes of all sorts: some have three heads and six arms, some two heads and one hand, one foot, others have no head, features across their body, and some are reptilian.

As for his mother, um... she has Demon Race blood, her appearance more acceptable, otherwise, his father wouldn’t have taken a liking.

So he’s relatively normal.

In mere breaths, Han Sanqian judged the Human Clan girl before him: low emotional intelligence, poor speech, foolish, simple-minded.

This type is the easiest to deceive.

He sneered inwardly, said calmly: "Excuse me, Fairy, are you looking for opportunities?"

Human Clan cultivators journeying from afar are mostly here seeking opportunities, breakthroughs, otherwise, they wouldn’t risk their lives entering an unknown world.

This place counts as peaceful, being the border with the Nine Heavens.

Venturing deeper, the Alien Races aren’t so friendly, easily resorting to eating raw meat and blood sacrifice, and to Alien Races, Humans are food.

A bite, crunchy and crisp.

The higher the Human’s cultivation, the more valuable...

The more Yue Wuxia concealed her looks, heh, likely even more valuable.

Not all Alien Races’ aesthetics are confined to the Void God Realm itself.

Some powerful Alien Races have infiltrated the Human Clan, aware of that world’s beauty and ugliness.

Oh?

Yue Wuxia smiled, asking: "What opportunity?"

"A grand opportunity, of course!" Han Sanqian said, chuckling.

"Tell me more!" She immediately showed interest.

Over the years staying in Monster Emperor City, it had grown stale. If not for meeting Chen Pingping, the White Emperor would never have allowed her to train outside.

Now hearing "opportunity," to be honest, she wasn’t moved but was curious.

The feeling of seizing opportunities must be wonderful, right?

A crowd battling, shouting loudly, faces flushed red, with swords drawn.

Marvelous!

The more Yue Wuxia thought, the more excited she got.

Han Sanqian saw her eagerness and sneered inwardly at the naive Human, then said softly: "A Human Emperor once passed through the Void God Realm, establishing a Dao field here. After the Great Emperor left, the Dao field naturally remained, opening every so often. Now... it’s only a month until it opens again."

"Oh? Which one?" Yue Wuxia asked.

"Lingyun."

"Huh, that name!" She frowned slightly, sounding familiar!

Seemed like she’d heard it somewhere.

After thinking for a moment without understanding, Yue Wuxia smiled brightly: "Lead the way!"

Hehe!

Han Sanqian smiled strangely without Yue Wuxia noticing. Opportunities? With a mind like yours, you want to compete for opportunities?